Raito nodded slowly and sat back down. "Sit. We haven't even touched our coffee."
They drank quietly. When they were done, Raito paid and stood. The three of them left the café, walking toward the hospital where both siblings were staying.
After a few minutes, they arrived. Haruya said, "Let's go see mine first."
They walked through the hospital corridors and reached the room. Haruya's tears fell freely as he approached his brother's bed. "I… I'm still not used to this," he whispered. "Even after all these years… every time I see this… I can't help it…"
Raito said nothing, watching silently.
Haruya continued, voice trembling. "I know it's childish, but I can't help it."
"You're not childish," Raito said firmly. "I have a sister. My mom is the only one who died. If anything were to happen to my family… I'd feel the same."
Haruya nodded, understanding. Together, they moved to Daichi's brother's room.
